Dongfang Yaomeng on the court could not tell that she was a little girl who liked to laugh and make a fuss. The majesty from her petite body made her look like a queen in the eyes of everyone, and did not allow people to feel dissatisfied, as if all the commands she said were to be completed even if she tried her best.
Her delicate body was sitting on the chair in a lazy posture. Her casual movements and the seductive curves under the orange and yellow skirt looked so criminal. Dongfang Yaomeng casually looked at the demons lying on the ground with a trembling hand. Her little hand lifted a strand of orange-yellow hair on her forehead, and her red lips opened, and a word came from her mouth faintly:
"roll."
As soon as he finished speaking, the demons lying on the ground shivering screamed, as if they were forgiven by themselves, ignoring their master's scolding, panic, and fled out of the stage with their heads in their arms. Yes, they just got out of the stage, hugged their heads, curled up, and rolled down.
After stepping down, he ran away at a high speed without looking back, and he didn't dare to take a look, for fear that the monarch would punish him again.
Looking at the demon who suddenly turned off the stage, the face of the Rising Soldiers was very ugly, and he wanted to catch all the demons who escaped in the battle to cook.
The people from the Divine Vein Pavilion burst into laughter. Looking at Dongfang Yaomeng's eyes with respect for the strong, the demons would roll down like this, just to encounter the pressure deep in the bloodline. There are only a few demons who have this bloodline. Dongfang Yaomeng has no demons, and secondly, it is not transformed by demons, so there is only the means to return to the roots and himself.
If a demon wants to transform into a human, he must have level seven demon power, that is, a level seven strong man. The Dongfang Yaomeng in front of him is only level four, that is, it is his own means.
However, people have forgotten the existence of half-demon, but how many people think that Dongfang Yaomeng is a half-demon, although Dongfang Yaomeng is indeed a half-demon.
But people always ignore the existence of half demon...
"Hey, are your demons here to be responsible for laughing?" Mo Ying's man smiled and said, "If you are responsible for laughing, then the effect will probably be enough!"
Bai Xiangbing said "Yes" and said, "It's Laughing."
As soon as the words were finished, everyone laughed in great cooperation. Dongfang Yaomeng, who was sitting on the chair, smiled slightly, and her white and tender little hands were playing with a strand of hair. The Bai brothers and sisters who were familiar with this girl were thrusting.
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"Is it Xiao Meng on stage?" Bai Xiangling asked in amazement.
"Obviously, right..." Bai Xiangbing said uncertainly, can the cute loli turn on Queen mode? It seems that it is not possible? The inexplicable sense of incongruity is so heavy!
"Strange things happen every year, and this year there are a lot of them." Bai Xiangling said.
"As for you, can you get out?" Dongfang Yaomeng looked at the demons trembling in the audience, and asked in a plain and domineering tone.
All the demons present at the Sword Sect screamed and fled desperately.
"Okay, okay," a disciple of the Sword of the Sword said coldly. The scene in front of him was undoubtedly breaking the golden sign that could tame demons in front of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword. All the people from the Sword of the Sword of the Sword in the arena wanted to chop Dongfang Yaomeng.
All the senior executives of the Sword Sect who arrived today felt particularly ashamed, as if Dongfang Yaomeng was their enemy who killed her father and mother, and they all stared at her fiercely.
Feeling these gazes that were enough to kill people, Dongfang Yaomeng smiled faintly without regard, and her white and tender little hands were playing with her long hair, as if everything had nothing to do with her.
"If you ask for something like this, then I will follow you."
Bai Xiangbing looked dark, girl... Is your classical Chinese translated literally? What you mean by Si, shouldn't it mean by the venue... Si actually means by the store or the restaurant!
Also, you know classical Chinese??!!
"kill!"
"Kill this witch!"
Looking at the battle situation that was originally nine to nine, and turned into 18 to one, the plum orchid and bamboo chrysanthemum of Murong's family in the Shenmai Pavilion on the field screamed: "Xiaomeng, hide quickly!"
"Heaven can still hide from evil, but he can't live if he does evil." Bai Xiangbing said: "None of those guys will be alive."
Looking at the various spiritual powers shot at him, Dongfang Yaomeng pulled up the tiger-patterned sword inserted beside him, and the three-inch golden lotus gently tapped the ground, and in the blink of an eye appeared in front of the people of the surprise soldiers.
"I will send you into the cycle of reincarnation, and this is not in vain."
The great sword swept across, and the people from the Sword Sect immediately set up their weapons to resist. Only a few crisp sounds were heard, and the weapons were crunched into several pieces. At the same time, there were screams and blood splattering sounds mixed with each other.
Blood flashed across the ground, corpses and broken weapons, Dongfang Yaomeng quickly cleared the battlefield like a whirlwind, starting with the weakest. Later, it was completely massacre, fully exerting the four words of violent aesthetics.
After killing the nine people who should have been killed, one of them killed the other nine people, with their hands on their hands, swords fell, broken weapons, blood splashed, falling to the ground, mummy, eighteen people, instant kill, or instant kill.
The autumn wind falls leaves, and the wind blows away the remaining clouds.
After the blood was shining, Dongfang Yaomeng sat back on the chair as if nothing had happened, without any blood on her body. To be precise, there should be no blood on the field.
Looking at the mummies, everyone felt a chill from Baihui acupoints to Yongquan acupoints, and people below the stage were talking.
"So cruel."
"The surprise sect really lost its flesh this time."
In the competition, whichever side wins three rounds as fast as possible, that is to say, there is only one chance left in the Sight of the Sect, and the Divine Mai Pavilion will win as long as you win another game.
"Haha, Gongsun Motong, there is a team." Murong Yi smiled and said, "It's not good to hinder everyone's time. Why not fight quickly and decide quickly."
"Hmph, the villain is successful. In this battle, I can't hurt my surprise army sect." Gongsun Motong said. Although it sounds nice, it is fake to say that it doesn't lose flesh. These are the new generation of the surprise army sect and some older generation strong men died at the hands of Dongfang Yaomeng. It can be said that his heart is bleeding.
You can massacre without using the sword spirit. What if you use the sword spirit? But now you can't show any strangeness.
Murong Yi was too lazy to care about Gongsun Motong's words.
"This competition of Shenmai Pavilion creates chaos!" An audience member hiding in the audience said: "It's OK..."
Before the man finished speaking, a white shadow passed by blurredly. The man's voice suddenly couldn't make it. His eyes were wide open. When he looked at it, a crystal clear ice needle penetrated the man's throat.
"Remember Gongsun, that, anyway, it's Gongsun, and it didn't say that one person could destroy two teams." After a long time, Mr. Bai finally said the words and said seriously: "Right, Gongsun, what's Gongsun."
"Gongsun...what..." Everyone was in a flash.
"It's Gongsun Motong." A kind-hearted person reminded.
"I'm not a good man, Gongsun Motong, but he's not a flute demon boy." Bai Xiangbing said disapprovingly: "If he is a Piccolo, then I will be Kong Ge."
"Damn girl, can you still hold on?" Bai Xiangbing asked.
"Damn girl..." Everyone was speechless.
"Yeah, it's OK," Dongfang Yaomeng's face-changing speed was faster than reading books, and she suddenly changed from Her Majesty the Queen to a cute loli: "I'm a little hungry, do you have any food?"
"Oh my god..." Except for the Bai siblings, everyone's faces seemed to be crazy.
"Is this the Queen just now? Why did she become an ignorant little girl? The sun hits the west side!?" This was what everyone thought.
(Dongfang Yaomeng: "Both recommendation and collection are both out of the way. If you are not dead, you will also be rewarded with a strike!" Translation: Hand over the recommendation and collection, and if you are not dead, you will also bring the rewards!)